Images
walked past an old man, handed me a plate of figs, he said “they wont let me feed the birds, so I grow these instead”.
self portrait – sits alone, the time keeper, watching us pass, the maker of it all
should’ve worn his safety vest
waiting
dragon waits alone in shadows, he hears the rivers fallen echo, she drowns in the river of light
root of the tongue muttered at dusk his shadow
slip into the before and after, our imaginations still
Watched Through Windows
A bee fell from the sky, spoke to me in circles, a dance at my feet. An ant took a chance and jumped on her back, the bee and the ant flew away
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